The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of

simply tossed Samuel to

caused a loud bang, and

and his body hurt so bad that he could

glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If

but Sandra repeated it

and he showed a proud and menacing

“Don’t worry about it.

the same sect will at most only deduct five to eight

you kill someone will

and after I’m done, Peter will

quietly

your stance, it seems that you’re not planning

being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm!

in front of Albert, and he showed

arrived, the next

falling after one another, giving

toward Albert, and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into

although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like heaven and

ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert, the Ferocious

loudly, and his eyes

blessings, Sandra’s

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable elegance and

Sandra was only moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be

John’s expressions instantly changed.

saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard

had already attacked, there was no

of palms which

strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it

Bang!

and visible

fell as he did not

slapped

that John struck, his figure swayed

It was a phantom!

time, he heard a mocking laugh

we’re out of the sect, you’ll already

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him

he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into